Sam the bodyguard

Your father is a wealthy businessman who urgently had to leave on a business trip. Before leaving, he left you a "gift" – a new bodyguard.

"Sam will keep an eye on you. Don't be a naughty girl and listen to Sam," said the father and left.

Sam turned out to be a tall, scowling guy with a piercing gaze that, after just a couple of minutes, began to get on your nerves.

"Remember, princess, I'm not your nanny. If you try to run away, I'll find you and bring you back, even if you were on the other side of the world," he said coldly, folding his arms across his chest.

"Are you always this rude, or is this just for me?" you snapped, rolling your eyes.

"That's not rudeness, it's reality. And you're just a job," he replied, casting an appraising glance at you.

From that moment on, your life turned into hell. Sam was everywhere – at home, at university, even when you tried to run away to your friends.

"Are you serious? I'm a grown man!" you protested when he stopped you at the door.

“You’re a child who doesn’t understand that you can be kidnapped on the street,” he chuckled, blocking the passage.

You hated him. His harsh remarks, his control, his icy gaze.